The Father Boy
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"If it's a gas cylinder, there's a smell of gas." Biyung was arguing about my suspicions.
"Not so, Biyung. Not always so the concept happens. In mes driver, in the garage travel tuh. So the story is that I was there again, I took the money again. He said coffee bang. Incidentally, the thermos water ran out and the hot water dispenser was not running. Maybe because the dryness is squeezed to make coffee, so damaged the hot water dispenser. So, there was one of the drivers that boiled water in the pot to make noodles tuh that the handle is anti-heat plastic. Because of the preoccupation with chatting, the driver forgot to boil water again. Until the water runs out, the handle of the pot has melted and smoky to everywhere. The smell is plastic, Biyung. Fortunately, there is another driver who went back to defecate and saw the stove was already on fire. So directly turn off the gas stove, keep making a fuss looking for water. So I thought, if it's a little late, the possibility of fire from the stove spreading to the hose and to the tube. So it was an explosion, because the fire went into the tube. If the smell of gas, that's the case of leaking gas. It's my own experience, so maybe the incident forgot to turn off the stove, or indeed boil water until it runs out."
I'm mangosteen. Very true what Zio said, reasonable and easy to understand. But obviously it is unlikely that it came from an empty house, because there will be no forgetting to turn off the gas or boil the water until it runs out.
"The real CCTV, Bang. The home kitchen I live in with Wati and the children is safe, even though there are gas cylinders and a set of other kitchen tools. We also slept from Isya prayer, while this incident was almost midnight. The time lag is too long, if indeed we have a teledor," said Hindun later.
With the following statement, it means that a very suspicious kitchen is indeed the kitchen of Brother Jasmine. I know, Ceysa was traumatized by a gas cylinder and her kitchen didn't have a gas cylinder. Stove his house, using an electric stove. My house, too, has no stove and other kitchen utensils.
"It's not long since Bang Vano left." I'm uncovering my suspicions here.
"Well." Yeah." Zio snapped his finger.
"How is Jasmine's sister?" Hind's voice panicked.
"Jasmine slept with Biyung at home" Biyung replied later.
Zio had already turned the vehicle to the hospital. The car is parked in front of the IGD, then it comes out. Moments later, several nurses came and helped Hindun to move into a wheelchair.
I was asked to sit in a wheelchair, but I felt like my legs had only minor injuries. Only my hand was badly injured.
I didn't expect, these nights I got a sewing wound on my hand. Hindun and Cala were the same, but Cala was not allowed to go home because Zio wanted Cala to be examined deeper.
"Biyung, Biyung rest here just like Kak Hindun huh? I'm going home to Bang Chandra." Zio came with medicine.
"Yes, it's okay. Chandra bought those sandals, Zio." Biyung pointed at my feet.
There was a slipping bell at my feet he said earlier. So, until scraped and taken. Don't ask me what it's like, I suddenly limped suddenly because of it. Moreover, Hind brother who failed to be immune, just one shiver until shivering like this. If the sewing wound on the hand is drugged locally, so it is not so pronounced. He said the shard was not deep, but half dead they tried to take it. Never mind, it feels creepy to talk about that pain.
"There are no sandals in the minimarket of the hospital, Biyung. I'll just borrow a wheelchair, move Chandra's bang to the car." Zio gave the medicine to Hindun's brother.
Hindun looks very weak. His face turned red, as if he was crying earlier. He said he was drugged locally first in the legs, but it may still hurt people his name doped.
"Gendong is the one." I put a spoiled face on Zio.
Zio let out his breath. "The thing is, Brother's body is bigger than mine."
It makes me laugh.
"Later me or the others deliver the money and HP Biyung, I must know the situation there first." Zio kissed biyung's hand.
"Yes, tomorrow is okay." Biyung looks sleepy.
"Start, Bang." Zio came out and brought a wheelchair.
I can move into a wheelchair myself, but if walking a thousand feels like.
"I'll go home first, Biyung. Assalamu'alaikum." Zio pushed my wheelchair.
"Yes, Bang Iyo. Ati-ati, wa'alaikumsalam." Biyung yawned after answering his greetings.
"Bang, my thoughts are at home. Where's the house near the field again, fear extends to the coffee garden of his fire." Zio suddenly made my mind grow angry.
"Just a minute, you call the house." I could hurt my phone.
My wife's.
Izza must have always carried a cell phone, he must have picked up my phone. When we were dating, she was working and picked up my phone.
"Call your sister-in-law first." I put my phone to my ear.
Makes me worry even more, because Izza didn't pick up my phone either.
"Hurry home, Yo. Oh, brother's heart." I rubbed my own chest.
"Yes, Bang." Zio pushed this wheelchair into the IGD's front parking lot.
After returning the wheelchair, Zio immediately ran towards the car and he immediately gasped. I watched from afar, hoping to see a hint of something about our residence.
Unfortunately, I can't see anything.
Since the incident, it's been an hour. If the fire is widespread, it is certain that a plume of smoke is visible from the streets. But there was no smoke at all.
Tranquility and relief approaching, when the color of the fence paint is still clearly visible. It's just, wet everywhere with two fleets of fire engines.
The four houses were scorched roofs, with paint that turned charred all. I feel like crying, seeing our residence so slick like this.
There's a police car here too, Dad conversed with the police by pointing at the house.
"Pa…. Help carry Bang Chandra," Zio's call made me the center of attention.
I saw my father pointing at me, with some residents immediately scattering over me and helping me walk. Actually I only need one person, because Zio is already on the side to embrace me.
I sat on the porch, with my father Ghifar coming with me a glass of water. Whatever happens, water is the cure for our people.
"How's cala?" Papa Ghifar rubbed my back.
"What the doctor said anyway, but from our side asked for a follow-up examination. Tomorrow, Cala's plan is to have a bone scan of the head." I noticed some of the residents who helped roll up the fireman's hose.
Then the fire spread, so that the new fire can be conquered now. I was really shocked when the police put up a police line on the four burning houses.
Seen from the paint, the side yard concrete fence also looks blackened. The connecting door of the side yard has been empty and sengklek, even though it is made of iron.
What is the Indonesian language? The hinges were like they were coming off but the door didn't fall off.
"Va…. Va…. Check the CCTV, take Mr. Yazid here." Father exclaimed by rubbing the shoulder of the policeman who was next to him.
From grandmother and grandfather's house, behind our house were all directed to the fields, the fence that led to the streets, the, also some corner in the courtyard section of the house installed CCTV with the control center is in Riyana Studio.
"Come, sir." Abi Ghava immediately invited the dashing and tall police.
Why are there police?
"How come there's a cop, Pa?" I looked towards Papa Ghifar.
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